The old storyteller couldn't stand Wang Keke's entanglement, so he still deduce a hexagram for Wang Keke, shaking his head and pretending, he really looked like a master of divine calculation.
However, Ye Xiaochuan next to him knew that what the old liar was muttering was not a hexagram at all.
Instead, "All the gold and silver belong to me. I want to buy two rivers, one for bathing and one for soaking my feet. If you ask where the gold and silver come from? If you can cheat one, it will be one."
The sky is bright and the earth is bright, the Jade Emperor will appear soon to protect me and keep me rich and blessed with longevity. May I be disease-free in my life.
The sky is full of energy and the earth is full of energy. Guanyin Bodhisattva will appear soon and grant me three thousand acres of fertile land and eight hundred lovely wives and concubines..."
The old storyteller recited it several times. Wang Keke was waiting with his eyes wide open and was impatient. When he was about to lose his temper, the old storyteller stopped praying for his promotion, fortune, and a beautiful wife and concubine.
Said: "I have sacrificed ten years of my life, spent nine oxen, two tigers, ten elephants and eight donkeys, and finally deduced your fate."
Wang Keke had no doubts about the old storyteller, so he quickly said: "God teller, please tell me quickly, what is the fate of this handsome guy? How about career, family, love, etc." The old storyteller said seriously:
"I'm sorry to say it bluntly, but your life is quite rough. You can't be a leader, and you can't marry a lovely wife. Whatever you do, you will make a wedding dress for others. Maybe you will be dependent on others for the rest of your life, looking at other people's faces, and even
There is not even a person who can inherit the mantle. If there are no noble people to help me in this life, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything."
Wang Keke slapped his thigh and shouted: "You are so right! You are indeed a divine fortune teller! My wicked senior brother is really alive. Even if he burps tonight, he will not be able to take the position of the leader of Qilin Mountain."
Come to me. Ever since I was defeated by Yun Yazi, I have been living in my senior brother’s Tiansheng Cave for the past two hundred years, watching his face all day long. Moreover, I have not accepted any disciples or successors, so I can only stay under the disciples of my senior brother, Bad De.
Several of his disciples became teachers
Table addiction.
In terms of relationships, I was the first to know Zhu Shui, and it was only through me that Yuan Qin met her. My love for Zhu Shui is unforgettable, and I was about to confess my love to her, but Yuan Qin confessed to her in advance.
Yuan Qin is my sworn brother, how can I compete with him for a woman? I can only silently wish them a long life and a son..."
"puff!"
This time it was not the old storyteller who spit out the tea in his mouth, but Yuan Xiaolou.
Poor Ye Xiaochuan, who had received tea from the old storyteller earlier, now received Yuan Xiaolou.
Yuan Xiaolou reacted, quickly apologized, and wiped Ye Xiaochuan's cheek.
No wonder she was surprised.
In the past, she only knew that her father and Wang Keke were sworn brothers. Wang Keke and her parents used to have a very good relationship and were close friends of life and death.
It's unbelievable that there is such an unknown love triangle between these three people.
Wang Keke looked at Yuan Xiaolou's embarrassment and said with a smile: "Little girl, it looks like you are quite surprised."
Yuan Xiaolou quickly said: "No...no surprise."
Wang Keke glanced at Yuan Xiaolou meaningfully, and then turned his gaze to the old storyteller.
Said: "Fortunate God, you just said that without the help of noble people in my life, I may not be able to achieve anything. I don't know who this noble person is. Please give me some advice."
The old storyteller gritted his teeth and said: "For the sake of you and me, I will spend another ten years of my life to deduce it for you."
He pinched his fingers, shook his head, and muttered.
After a while, he slowly said: "The immortals control the heavenly dragon, and the heavenly dragons are proud of the sky. The immortals under the sky, the immortals hold the eternal life."
Wang Keke said: "What do you mean?"
The old storyteller smiled and shook his head, saying: "This is your destiny. You need to understand it yourself. Outsiders will never be able to understand it."
Wang Keke muttered in his mouth, and then seemed to think of something.
Although this old man is naughty and funny, his knowledge and experience are extraordinary.
The cynical expression on his old face gradually faded.
He stared deeply at the old storyteller for a while, and then looked at Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou who were eating and drinking, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.
He didn't ask any more questions and stood up and said: "Tail, Xiaoxiao, are you full? Let's go, let's go!"
Liu Jiao, Duan Xiaoxiao and others immediately stood up to pay the bill.
The old storyteller shouted: "Don't leave. You haven't paid the ten taels of hexagram money yet. Also, didn't you say that the afternoon tea will be on you today? Pay the money and settle the account before leaving!"
Wang Keke obviously wanted to default on the debt, so he pretended not to hear and turned into a ray of light and shot into the sky.
It was his nephew Liu Jiao who took out a twenty-two-weight silver ingot from his arms and placed it in front of Ye Xiaochuan.
He smiled and said: "My uncle is a pauper, so don't worry about it. See you soon, senior!"
As soon as he saw the silver, the old storyteller stopped yelling and scolded him. He smiled and said: "Young Master is still generous. I am surprised when I look at the young master's bones. He must not be something in the pond. Do you want to be included in a hexagram to gauge your future? I will give it to you."
20% off... 30% off... 40% off... 30% off the jump price, hey, hey, don't leave.
, If you don’t want to test your future, you can test your relationship and marriage..."
No one paid attention to him, and a group of people had already walked out of the tea shed and flew into the sky in the direction of Yushan.
After the group left, Rice Bucket No. 1 and No. 2 had almost finished eating. The old storyteller settled the bill with the money left by Liu Jiao and continued on his way.
Three people and one bear walked eastward. The road was very quiet and no one spoke. They passed the Zhenxi Army Barracks at the foot of Yushan Mountain and arrived at the Dongyang River east of Yushan Mountain.
At this time, Yuan Xiaolou couldn't help but said: "Xiaochuan, I know those people are acquaintances of yours, why don't you want to meet them."
Ye Xiaochuan looked at his own reflection in the river in front of him and said slowly: "A lonely shadow on the cold river, old friends in the rivers and lakes, how can we meet before?"
The old storyteller had already rode his rice pail onto the wooden bridge. When he heard these words, he turned around and said, "At such a young age, it has the meaning of vicissitudes of life. It is rare, rare."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Senior, what did you mean by those last words you said to Wang Keke?"
The old storyteller said: "It's nonsense, it doesn't mean anything."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "If you make nonsense in the future, don't involve me. I've been hiding here and there, afraid to see people. Are you afraid that others can't find me?"
Yuan Xiaolou asked suspiciously: "What did grandpa say? Why does it have anything to do with you?"
Ye Xiaochuan shook his head slightly.
In the tea shed, Yuan Xiaolou and the righteous elite disciples did not understand the meaning of the four sentences of the old storyteller.
But Wang Keke and Ye Xiaochuan heard it.
As for Wang Keke, before leaving, he glanced at Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou intentionally or unintentionally, and I'm afraid he had a deeper meaning.
Yuan Xiaolou saw that Ye Xiaochuan didn't say anything, so he went to ask the old storyteller, "Eternal life controls the dragon, and the dragon is proud of the sky. The immortal in the sky, the immortal holds immortality." What does it mean, and why is it related to Xiaochuan? Will it be leaked?
Traces of Ogawa?
The old storyteller made various excuses and said: "I'm really just telling you nonsense. Don't listen to the nonsense of Rice Bucket No. 2." Yuan Xiaolou thought about these four sentences over and over in his mind, but couldn't think of any way out, so he gradually gave up.